Sweet May-December Marriage

Chapter 77 Countdown

Chapter 77 Countdown

"Wow," Vincent Diego, who was from Roblia High School, smirked and said, "A new face? Are you a new player?"

Nicholas held a basketball in his hand, wearing loose sportswear and standing tall and slender. It seemed that no one could win him. He curled his lips and smiled, "How can I be a new face? I'm the one you'll be calling 'Dad' later on."

Upon hearing this, everyone was silent.

Eloise covered her face and said, "Nicholas's teasing is still so infuriating."

Anthony laughed, "Back in freshman year, as long as he was around, we would always end up in a fight after playing basketball."

Charlotte tugged at Eloise's sleeve and asked, "Eloise... is it really okay?"

Eloise knew what she was worried about and reassured her, "It's fine. Since it was Nicholas' idea, it doesn't matter."

she glanced at Reagan, whose face had turned extremely angry, and sneered, "Reagan, Nicholas is on the court. Do you know how to thank Char?"

Reagan clenched her fists tightly. She was surprised that neither of the two scenarios she had imagined happened. And Nicholas would agree to go to the court to play.

Even though Charlotte didn't say anything, Reagan felt embarrassed.

She gritted her teeth and glared at Vivian, who came up with the idea. Vivian was also angry, and she whispered, "I didn't expect that..."

Who would have thought that Nicholas would do this for Charlotte?

Reagan had no choice but to give in. Cecilia was still watching. She made up her mind and thanked Charlotte with an angry face, and then hurriedly ran back to her seat.

Eloise chuckled, "Look at her face! It looks like a pig liver."

Charlotte helplessly said, "Pig liver is dark purple."

Eloise snorted, "You're too naive. She clearly just wanted to embarrass you. If it weren't for Nicholas changing his idea, you would've lost face today."

Charlotte shook her head and said, "I know."

"Do you know?" Eloise was curious, "Why not be angry with her?"

"I am angry," Charlotte said seriously, "but getting angry won't change the situation."

Eloise didn't know what to say because what Charlotte had said seemed right.

On the court, Vincent's gaze became sinister with a hint of indescribable slyness. He stared at Nicholas for a while before suddenly laughing, "Brother, you are arrogant."

Nicholas replied calmly, "Soon you'll know that I'm telling the truth."

Vincent seemed to be joking and said, "Really? I hope you won't end up like Mr. Clark..."

Nicholas' expression turned cold, and he laughed, "Are you trying to threaten me?"

"How can you call it a threat? It's just a friendly reminder."

Nicholas said, "Then you can have a try."

On the court, it felt like there was an invisible but tightly stretched string, ready to snap at any moment.

Anthony rubbed his temples and whispered, "Can you stop attracting trouble? It'll be fun when those idiots bump into you later."

Nicholas sneered, "Am I afraid of them?"

The referee blew the whistle, signaling the start of the second half of the game.

Charlotte and Eloise returned to their seats. After a while, Andrew dragged his injured leg and sat down on Nicholas' seat, which was next to Charlotte's seat. Charlotte was a bit unhappy, but she didn't say anything.

It had to be said that Nicholas was really good at basketball. He was like a wild beast that had been locked up for a long time and was finally free. His every move was filled with fierceness as if anyone who dared to confront him had to be prepared to be torn apart. That's why the players from Roblia High School didn't dare to directly collide with him as they did with Andrew before.

Charlotte didn't understand basketball very well. When the girls cheered on the basketball court before, she was always diligently doing her homework, ensuring that she could turn it in the next day without having to use a flashlight to catch up in the middle of the night.

But she could see the explosiveness that Nicholas displayed on the basketball court, which was awe-inspiring.

A perfect hollow three-pointer went in, and the whole court erupted in cheers -

"Nicholas! Nicholas!"

"Ah, Nicholas, I love you!"

"Nicholas is so handsome, wow!"

"He's so great!"

"..."

Nicholas wiped his sweat, glanced at Charlotte, and suddenly winked at her.

Charlotte didn't say anything.

At this moment, Andrew said, "Even though he hasn't touched a basketball for a long time, he's still good at it."

Nicholas didn't even need the cooperation of his teammates. The court was his territory, and he could completely control it.

The score was brought to 8:12.

Then it became 9:12, 10:13, 11:13, 12:13...

The score was quickly closing in!

Eloise exclaimed excitedly, "After he plays, Roblia High School has only made one basket! Oh! He's so cool!"

Charlotte asked softly, "Can we win?"

Andrew said, "Hard to say...We're running out of time."

At this moment, Vincent scored a basket, bringing the score to 12:14.

Andrew frowned and said, "These guys have suddenly become powerful at basketball. When did that happen?"

Charlotte looked at players from Roblia High School who were red-faced and sweating profusely. She said, "Were they not good at playing before?"

Charlotte took the initiative to talk to him, which made Andrew momentarily stunned. He then quickly said, "They used to be just at a third-rate level. We could totally crush them. But they've improved so rapidly in such a short time."

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The score was led by two points, but there were only three minutes left. Andrew whispered, "Maybe we will still lose the game."

In the final three minutes, if they stubbornly tried to gamble on a two-pointer or three-pointer, the risks were very high.

People stopped screaming and the court fell quiet again.

Nicholas licked his teeth and ran to the three-point line. Andrew suddenly stood up, "Is he crazy?"

Everyone else was equally surprised.

Did Nicholas want to gamble on a three-pointer? But three-pointers weren't that easy to make!

The players from Roblia High School watched Nicholas, waiting beneath the basket with their eyes fixed on the ball in his hands -

Half of the three minutes had already passed, and there was only a minute and a half left. It felt like a giant second hand pounding on everyone's hearts, never before had there been a situation where even the passing of a single second could be felt so distinct and clear.

Everyone involuntarily held their breath, watching this decisive final shot.

Nicholas suddenly jumped up, leaning his body forward, and the players from Roblia High School began to block him. But after waiting for a long time, the ball hadn't come out. Nicholas smiled, "Here it is."

Vincent exclaimed, "Damn it! You faked us out!"

Nicholas ignored him. The players from Roblia High School had already pounced on him. He dribbled past two of them and there were still ten seconds left.

10, 9, 8...

Suddenly, he jumped into the air and casually released the basketball...